As the patterns on their bodies gradually lit up, even the figure that suddenly appeared in the center of the military camp couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Almost forgot, you all can devour magic power. Although it doesn't affect me personally, it seems you can also indiscriminately devour untouchable cursed energy."
Upon closer inspection, the space around that figure began to ripple slightly.
Waves of energy similar to magic power, yet vastly different, were being devoured by these black dogs one by one, allowing their open fangs to touch the space that used to be controlled, leaving anyone unable to touch the figure's owner.
What a pity...
"[Do not move.]"
The wave of cursed energy that appeared in the next second caused the black dogs pouncing towards Reiger to halt collectively, suspended in place.
But, it wasn't just these black dogs here; there were also fairies of the Tusk Clan.
"Who are you?"
"A human?"
"Are you from the Round Table army?"
"Seize him!"
